Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1887-04-02

philosopher Arp Comforts the Children
With Thrilling Tales.
BIZ Arp IA Atlanta Consultation.
The measles have come sgain--the mea-
sizes aud the meanest sort of measles.
Eight of the flock have long since gradu-
atCd in all the infantile diseases aud have
their diplomas, and now Carl and Jessie
are down and il takes lots of nursing for
they are real sick. They are tender
hearted now, very, and want their mother
OF me close by OF in sight all the time. /
sit between their two beds and tell them
stories and have TO hold a hand of each to
keep them even. When / lovingly fondle
one have to fOndle the other too, foe
they are jealous, The old stories have tn
be repeated. There is the beaverlam
story and the runaway Niger and the
black pony and Tip from the Yankees and
my school butter scrape and some others
that | have patent ON, and | have
brought them all along down the corridors
of time and cheered many weary hour for
our restless eager children.
Then | told these measly children about
my going To Boston with my father and
mother and brother when was only eight
years old. How we took passage in q sail
vessel from Savannah and were out forty
days at'Sea, and had awful storms, and at
last were run into by another vessel in a
fog as We neared the harbOr, and how our
own vessel went down, and the passengers
all had to get aboard the other vessel, and
how my mother would not consent to come
home by sea, and my father had TO buy a
carriage and two black mares, and also
bought black pony for my brother and
me to ride on, and how my fathers sister
came home with us and Mr.. Maltbie, who
was his schOolmate, and so there were
four in the carriage and two boys on the
pony, and We came all the way to Georgia
and il took us over two months, and we
never crossed railroad nor saw one, Tor
there was not one to cross, and how had
To ride behind most Of the time, and one
day rs we saw some wild grapes up in q
vine over our heads, my brother got me to
stand up on the pony's back so rs to reach
them, and as l swung up To the vine he
rode of and left me there, and | got mad
and cried and waited for the carriage to
come up, and told on him, yes | did, and
they let ME ride in the carriage until
got over my pOut.
Then l told these measly children that
my good father was dead and my dear
mother was dead and my brother was dead
and so was my aunt and Mr.. Maltbie and
the two mares and the pony, and the car
riage was worn out and gone, and ] only
was left. Then they put their measly
arms around my old neck and kissed me 50
lovingly that l was glad / WAS not dead.
Mrs. Arp flies round all the day fixing
up something. She makes them chicken
soup, and tastes it and seasons it and
tastes it again, and she fixes up toast and
gelatine, and she feels OF their feet forty
times day to see if they are warm.
and and she doses them with onion
Juice, and she keeps Il camphor
flannel un their breasts to make
their old measly cough easier, and she
keeps the room dark to keep the light from
hurting their meaSly eyes, and away in the
night she is slipping and sliding around
like ghost and putting her hand Oh their
measly forCheads TO see if the haven't got
fever or something. Such is life in this
measly world, and We must take it as it
comes, and he calm and serene, measles or
no measles. She is reading old Robinson
CrusOe to them now, but by and by she
will stop. and then they will he yelling fer
me. thought that our crop was laid by,
bur it has got the measles, Just like the
cotton sometimes takes the rust.